[Verse 1]
Cocksure candy-creeper all the way
Plugged the dice and thought I knew the game, yeah
Thinkin' I've won, sure as a gun
She calls me everytime she's crying
And all of my creatures say
Ba-ba-ba-brat girl
[Chorus]
Stop, your hands are dirty
I'm too scared to try
Better than a murder
Feels so good, so, save your alibi
Ooh, ba-ba-ba-brat girl
[Verse 2]
Surrender all my diffidence again
Call the game and throw the wipers in, yeah
She's having fun, sure as a gun
She calls me and she knows I'm crying
And all of my creatures say
Ba-ba-ba-brat girl
[Chorus]
Stop, your hands are dirty
I'm too scared to try
Better than a murder
Feels so good, so, save your alibi
Aahh, ba-ba-ba-brat girl
Aahh, ba-ba-ba-brat girl
[Instrumental Break]
[Bridge]
Fucked up situation
A tabloid-sized sensation
Call my mom, I'm going home
I can't stand you anymore
[Chorus]
I said stop, your hands are dirty
I'm too scared to try
Better than a murder
Save your alibi
[Outro]
Ah, ba-ba-ba-brat girl
Ah, ba-ba-ba-brat girl
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